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Sunday, August 19, 2012

A not quite so epic fail

(Note: This was a blog post that I found in my drafts. For some reason it never posted even though I wrote it over a year ago. Somehow I missed it, but I find that I really enjoyed it, so I decided to upload it just for fun. I think the message is something I need to remind myself of periodically.)

As you may have noticed I didn't blog at all this weekend. No recipes. No message on spirituality. I completely dropped the ball on my Grand Plan to blog every day for the summer. I will not beat myself up over it. I'll just keep moving on. This weekend was busy. I worked both Saturday and Sunday and then had to do all the things I formerly had always accomplished on the weekends like the weekly grocery shopping, trip to Target, spending time with my kids and spouse. A busy, but pleasant weekend.

Today starts the made countdown to the end of an era. The final Harry Potter movie is released at midnight on Friday (or Thursday - however you want to view it). We won't be seeing it until the 12:15 showing so it really will be Friday when we see it. I'm dressing as Professor Sprout, although I still have to dye my witchy robes and finish making my hat. My son is going as Random Hufflepuff Quidditch Fan Number 27. My younger daughter is dressing as Gilderoy Lockhart, complete with a copy of Magical Me. My older daughter and spouse are not dressing up. The spouse doesn't get into the entire "dressing up for movies" thing and my oldest child says that she is "too sad to dress up." I think she's being too melodramatic. I do understand that she is sad. She's grown up with Harry. She was 8 when she read the first book and fell in love with the Wizarding World. She has had a Harry Potter birthday almost every year since she turned 9 thanks to the release of a book or movie around her birthday. She watched Mugglenet grow from a strange little blog to this large monstrosity. She's read every book at least four times and watched ever movie at least ten times. She has dressed as Tonks, Bellatrix, Hermione, Rita Skeeter (my favorite of all her costumes) and Random Ravenclaw Student Number 2 (her best friend went as Random Ravenclaw Student Number 1 and her sister as Random Ravenclaw Student Number 3). Part of me truly understands how she is depressed and can't put energy into a costume, but the other part of me can't figure out for the life of me why she would pass up on this one last opportunity to be part of the excitement.

So I didn't blog. Sue me. I can live with missing two days. And I'll probably miss other days as well. I'm ok with that. At first I was a bit upset that I had let myself (mostly) and my readers (hey you three) down. I was going to offer up some sort of penance. I was going to lash myself with a cat-o-nine tails made of Red Heart Super Saver. I was going to jab size 000 DPN's under my skin until I howled with pain. But then I realized, that it was just a blog. It wasn't the Harry Potter world ending. It wasn't the last of a series of really fun movies. It wasn't Voldemort swooping down to enslave Muggles. It was just a blog. Not an epic fail. Just a couple thousand (if that) words on a computer screen. It wasn't going to end wars or establish peace. It was just a blog.